The Day You Became Like Them?

New World.

Above Cake Island.

A vast archipelago floated in a sea of clouds.

Under the sunlight, it shimmered with golden light—all of it reflected from the gold.

The Gaia Building, office.

Chaos stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, his figure hazy and indistinct as he gazed outside. Compared to the streets that had once teemed with people, the area was now much more deserted, but that was only temporary.

It wouldn't be long before Gold City was busier than ever.

"Boss, the whole world should know by now that Gold City has reappeared."

"I'm sure plenty of forces will come whether we invite them or not."

Baccarat and Betty sat behind the desk. With Stussy gone, the two women had a lot more administrative work to handle. At least they couldn't take things as easy as before.

Honestly.

They weren't used to it.

Both women missed Stussy terribly.

The others felt the same. It always seemed like something was missing.

It made sense.

When a complete, close-knit family suddenly lost one of its members, it might not seem like much at first. But as time passed, the others would find themselves unaccustomed to the absence, missing that person and feeling the pain of their loss.

The only consolation was that Stussy could still be brought back to life.

It was only a matter of time.

Otherwise, nobody would be so calm.

"Yee-haw!"

"After the Summit War, the whole world nearly forgot about us!"

Ivankov lounged on the sofa in his usual eye-watering outfit, though everyone present was used to it by now.

"Any sign of the Revive-Revive Fruit yet?"

Chaos turned around. His body was shrouded in mist, his presence impossible to sense. He flickered in and out of view like a slide projector image. Compared to his former flashy